Chapter 23 Sickness

All the gifts were just what people wanted, which made people wonder whether he learned it all by himself or was just a man of great experience.

After opening the gifts, Chu Shuang began to clean up the table. As she was about to go upstairs with the things in her arms, she caught a glimpse of a golden box that had fallen to the ground at some point. She opened it and was stunned for a few seconds.

After placing the gifts one by one into the side display cabinet, Chu Shuang sat on the sofa for a while. When she thought it was about time, she went to knock on the master bedroom door.

"Come in."

I opened the door and saw a man sitting upright on the sofa, drying his hair.

"What's the matter?"

"Here," Hatsushimo walked closer and spread out the card in his hand, "you left it downstairs."

Sheng Ting glanced at it and said calmly, "It's not lost. It's for you."

This is a large-denomination black gold card. Chu Shuang hesitated, "Why did you give me this?"

"It was only when I was preparing the presents these days that I realized that you always have expenses in your life. I'm busy with work and I can't be considerate of every detail. Just take this and buy whatever you want."

"I have money."

"You keep your money."

Chu Shuang held the black card in her hand, knowing that he always kept his word, and she did not hesitate to say, "Okay."

The man's body, which had just been bathed, had a cool, quiet scent from the wild. The collar of his silk pajamas was slightly open, revealing a small patch of skin below his collarbone. Even so, he gave people a sense of reservedness and aloofness, not ostentation.

After being on a business trip for many days, he must be tired. And in his private space, Chu Shuang pursed her lips secretly, "You are tired from the journey, I won't disturb you, just have a good sleep."

Sheng Ting pinched the bridge of his nose and nodded, "Yeah."

Turning to leave, Hatsushimo paused and looked at the man, "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much."

Returning to her room, Chu Shuang took out a bottle of Lu Nong Xiao and sipped it in a good mood. She had drunk tea at dinner and didn't get to drink this fine wine. Now that she had brought back a whole bottle, Chu Shuang lost control of herself once she touched the wine.

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The temperature dropped suddenly in the middle of the night. Perhaps the window of the room was not closed properly. Chushuang felt a fever in the head and body aches in the middle of her sleep. She tossed and turned in bed unconsciously for a long time. Later, she could not bear it any longer and went downstairs in a daze to find medicine.

In the darkness, the vase at the stairwell was knocked over and shattered crisply, which was very abrupt in the quiet night.

Without caring about the vase, he groped downstairs to look for the medicine box. His splitting headache became even worse, accompanied by a tearing pain in his abdomen that made Chu Shuang break out in a cold sweat.

She only vaguely felt that she had a fever, her vision was blurry, and she had difficulty finding medicine.

A new round of pain came, and this time she moaned out loud. It seemed that all the bones in her body were trembling. She gritted her teeth and continued to look for medicine. The headlights above her head suddenly lit up.

The glaring light made her feel uncomfortable for a moment. After calming down for a few seconds, she opened her eyes and looked. The man who was slowly coming down the stairs had a tall figure.

Sheng Ting saw the broken vase and the pale-faced person kneeling on the ground. She looked confused, with her brows slightly furrowed and sweat on her forehead, looking like she was enduring the pain to the extreme.

He walked over to help her up, then reached out to touch her forehead. It was hot, but the sweat was icy.

Seeing him, Hatsushimo opened her dry lips and said, "I seem to be sick."

"I know."

After helping her sit on the sofa, Sheng Ting began to look for medicine. He came back with a cup of hot water and saw her covering her lower abdomen.

"Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

She responded, "It hurts a little."

"Take this first," he fed the medicine to her lips. She ate it very cooperatively. Sheng Ting smoothed her back for her, "Drink more hot water."

Chushuang drank all the water in the cup.

"What time is it now?" She asked in a hoarse voice.

"Three o'clock in the morning."

"It's so late..." Hatsushimo looked at the handsome man, "Why did you come down?"

"I heard a vase breaking."

Sheng Ting frowned slightly, having already smelled the alcohol on her body, "How much did you drink before going to bed?"

"Um?"

"That Dan Lu smiled deeply."

Chu Shuang didn't say a word. She closed her eyes, leaned against the sofa, and breathed slightly, with a little sweat on the tip of her nose.

Pretending not to hear is real, and feeling uncomfortable is also real.

After staring at her for a few seconds, Sheng Ting said, "I'll help you go upstairs to rest."

He helped the person up and caught a glimpse of a spot of bright red on the sofa. The man's eyes froze and his gaze fell on her nightgown, which showed a bit of gorgeousness on the lotus-pink fabric.

"You..." Sheng Ting raised his lips in consideration, "A special day?"

In the mist of the first frost, "What?"

Staring at her confused expression, Sheng Ting closed his eyes and exhaled, his facial features slightly tense.

"I'll take you upstairs first."

I pushed open the side door, and the faint aroma of wine lingered around my nose. I looked at the table carefully and saw that the wine glass was overturned and the whole pot of wine was empty.

The man pursed his lips tightly, and his voice became a little colder when he spoke, "Hatsushimo, you are an adult."

"It's fine that you're so careless that you don't even know your period, but is that how you drink? You drank the wine I just brought tonight as soon as you got home." Sheng Ting frowned, "Were you like this before?"

The pain in her lower abdomen became more and more severe. Chu Shuang looked at him with great effort. The man in her eyes had indifferent eyes, and his expression was handsome and tense. Even in her daze, she knew that he was angry.

My heart suddenly tensed up and I opened my mouth to explain, "No, I was drinking halfway and I suddenly fainted..."

The man pushed open the bathroom door and said, "Take care of it yourself."

He put the person on the toilet lid and walked out.

The explanation that she hadn't finished yet got stuck in her throat. Chu Shuang was stunned for two seconds, and her lower abdomen ached for a while. Just as she reached out to touch the sanitary napkins in the cabinet, the man left and came back.

Sheng Ting was holding her nightgown and underwear. When Chu Shuang handed them to him with his slender hands, he pursed his lips slowly and said, "Thank you."

After exiting the bathroom, Sheng Ting saw the wide open window. The villa had a constant temperature, but he felt the low temperature as soon as he lay on his side. It would be strange if he didn't get sick if he slept in such a cold wind on such a cold day.

I walked over, reached out to close the window, but my eyes were attracted by the night view outside.

Snow was falling in the thick black night. A few lights in the garden downstairs were isolated in the snowy night, trapped in the endless darkness, desolate and romantic.

Is it the dimness that separates the darkness, or is it the darkness that imprisons the dimness?

There was a sound behind her, and Chu Shuang came out after changing her clothes.

After closing the window, Sheng Ting pulled back the quilt, then turned back and carried the man to the bed, "Does it feel better?"

Hatsushimo still exhaled more heavily than inhaled and nodded.

A warm hand touched her forehead. The man glanced at her impatient expression and knew that she nodded just perfunctorily. Her forehead was terribly hot, and it was obvious that her right hand was secretly rubbing her lower abdomen.

"Lie down first."

After tucking her in, Sheng Ting asked, "Would you like some hot water?"

"No."

Hatsushimo's voice is very low and it seems like she has difficulty speaking.

After staring at her for a while, the man left the room in silence.

It was not until she could no longer see him that the calmness that Chu Shuang had maintained finally broke. Her body was like a world of ice and fire, and her lower abdomen felt like a thousand-pound iron was tied to it, with waves of pain becoming more and more intense.

I wrinkled my brows and curled myself up into a ball, my thoughts a blur, and I slowly forced myself to fall asleep.

I don't know if it was half an hour, an hour, or even longer, but there was movement around me again.

Chu Shuang was helped to sit up in a half-asleep state. Her eyes were so sore that she had difficulty closing them. A bowl of brown sugar bird's nest was already placed at her lips.

I took a sip and it was warm, sweet, and had a very fragrant rose flavor.

My aunt isn’t at the villa so late, so this brown sugar bird’s nest… must have been cooked by him.